[SS-522] Slutty Rules

[SLUTTY RULES]

Carman arrived at the gym two hours before closing. He came from an overtime at work. Because of stress, he was getting a bit lazy to workout but he needed to push himself because his summer vacation excursion was coming soon so he needed to be in tip top shape.

While he was nonchalantly crunching weights in the machine, he noticed his crush Itan was on a bench nearby. It seemed like the hunky gym goer was already finished with working out. He was already pouring powdered supplements to his tumbler.

Carman had always admired this handsome and sexy hunk, who was introverted and mysterious. Itan did not have any friends in the fitness center. He did his business alone. He was not minding the oggling eyes and the indecent proposals that were following him. He was the straight girl and gay man’s ultimate fantasy.

Carman become more motivated. He started to show off by climbing on a horizantal poll and doing strong, consistent pull ups. He was groaning loudly with a deep voice per rep.

Itan only just gave him a quick look then drank his shake. Then he left the bench and went to the locker area.

Carman let go of the bar and was disappointed that he once again failed to get the attention of his ultimate crush.

He lazily finished his routine and retired to the changing area. When he got into the lockers, he noticed his officemate Johel stretching in his jockstraps.

Carman grouchily spoke, "gahd Johel. You look like a slut depraved of sex."

Johel, a self-proclaimed oversexed nutball with a muscular physique, smirked at him, "I just want to share a clear message to these sexy gym boys that I want to get fucked tonight."

Carman rolled his eyes, "my gahd Johel, even the people in our office know about your insatiable sexual appetite. Don’t you care about how people see you?"

Johel shook his head, "dude, it’s not my fault if I’m too comfortable and in control of my sexuality. Sex is dirty and I’m not gonna act clean if I want to get it. If you like these buns then you can sauce on them. If you don’t, it’s fine. I don’t need your judgment, okay?"

Carman held up his hands, "fine. Whatever."

Then Carman decided to go to the showers to cool off. He stayed long. He meditated while the cold water caressed his sore body.

When he got out of the cubicle, he heard grunts from the far end. Out of curiosity, he decided to walk to the source of the sound.

To his surprise, he found Johel bent over, facing the open door of the cubicle he was in. His face was crumpled in pain and lust.

Behind him was Itan, naked and sweaty. His hips was thrusting into the softly moaning muscle slut.

As Carman watched his crush and roommate fuck like rabbits, he realized that maybe he needed to be more clear with his intentions next time to get the attention of his crushes.